Day 64: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

When the cheery jingle sounded over the speakers, the Head Doctor could be heard humming a song that suspiciously sounded like pieces of "Superstar" from today's movie. Then, as if realizing people were listening, he abruptly cleared his throat.

"Good evening, patients!" he greeted after a quick recovery. "I do hope everyone had a pleasant day. And what better way to end things than with a scrumptious steak dinner? We'll be including fries on the side, as well as offering our usual assortment of water, milk, and juices. Of course, we also carry vegetarian options for those of you who don't eat meat. Enjoy!"

The intercom turned off, leaving the nurses to escort patients to their rooms.

((Please make all dinner threads under this post with your character's room number in the subject line. For updated roommate assignments, refer to the latest Lounge Post. Thanks!))

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M79

[dividedby]

'Time heals all wounds'. It was a cliche, but it had some truth to it. Zero certainly felt a little more alive and a little less like a walking zombie than he had earlier, and it was only because he'd had some time to ponder recent events. Night was approaching; he would eventually have something he could do that didn't involve sitting around uselessly with his thoughts.

But time wouldn't change what he'd seen, nor would it change what that sight might mean. He couldn't just sit around passively when there was a possibility that someone he cared about was here. In danger. ...Assuming that was the truth.

And so, despite the amount of time that had passed since his 'visiting time', Zero was still lost in thought and full of uncertainties when he was escorted back to his room for dinner. By some small miracle, the nurse actually noticed his sudden change in behavior, although she seemed to treat it as a positive change. Maybe that visit had opened his eyes a little, or at least persuaded him to stop being an ass to the Institute staff.

If only she knew.

She left him in his room to eat, but Zero only gave his dinner a passing glance. Surprising that his body wasn't craving energy when he'd only eaten once today... But if he wasn't hungry, then he wouldn't force himself to eat. Simple as that. He ignored his food and chose to recline on his bed for the evening instead, folding his arms behind his head and staring off into space as he continued to wonder about just what had happened merely hours ago...

...

Ciel...was that really you...?